#Billy/steve

[dreaminginpencil]

Oh, honey I'd walk through fire for you Just let me adore you Like it's the only thing I'll ever do

🌅

[boltedfruit]

Harringrove commission!

[lostlimerence]

Billy/steve/eddie fic rec alert:

People please please go and read this fic by Florentium - I’ve just stumbled across it and oh my fucking god the writing is stunning, the characterisation is amazing, character dynamics between the three ugh - you will not be disappointed - show this author some lovvveee!!

[shieldofiron]

Cry Me an Ocean (Runaways)

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Co-written with @discodeviant and also on ao3

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Steve and Billy have been just hooking up for months now, and Billy cries pretty much every time they have sex. He tells Steve it's automatic, he can't help it and Steve thinks it's kind of cute, after he gets over the initial panic.

He cries when Steve presses kisses into the back of his neck while he rolls his hips into him, cries when he goes down on Steve, lets Steve brush the tears away with his thumbs. And he cries when he’s inside Steve, presses his face into the crook of Steve’s neck and groans when Steve tells him how good it feels.

So when Billy's making plans to leave town at last, he goes over to Steve’s for one last time. He knows they aren’t dating so he promised himself he won’t say anything. But in the heat of the moment… he doesn't want to cry, because he doesn't want to close his eyes and miss this moment.

He just looks down at this… boy, who he can’t bring himself not to care for, and even though his eyes burn, he holds back, praying Steve doesn't mention it because then he'll cry harder than he ever has. He just couldn't take it if Steve knew how he felt, he'd just rip in half.

Steve brushes the curl off of Billy’s forehead, and presses a kiss to the cheek that’s normally wet with tears. He can tell something's going on. Something's not clicking and he hates that he doesn't know what it is and can't figure it out. Steve’s been feeling it since the moment Billy waltzed through the door. But he doesn’t even know how the hell he could start to figure it out. Because how the hell could he? They fuck and Billy cries, he doesn't know anything else about the guy.

Afterwards he holds Billy and he decides… fuck it, "I never thought I'd say I missed the crying. You ok?"

Billy tries with everything he has to keep his voice even, "Yeah, pretty boy, I'm good."

But he's not good at all and it's really obvious. His voice cracks, and he's trembling. Steve rubs his back gently and Billy doesn't want to fucking leave, but he knows he has to. It's killing him because he was so sure… and now he's torn all to pieces because he let himself get attached.

Steve just rubs his back and whispers, "You know... I'm more than just a big dick... I have pretty big ears too... good for listening…”

Which makes Billy laugh, which makes him really cry.

"Yeah you do have pretty big fuckin' ears." He touches one and just fucking loses it because he's never been intimate with somebody like this, where he just wants to know and hold every itty bitty detail even down to Steve’s ears.

Steve just kisses his tears away, “So, who am I beating up?”

 "Me, because I'm fucking stupid." California bound and leaving the one person he's ever actually fallen in love with. Fuck, he's really done it now.

Steve just laughs, "Aww, i'd never beat you up. Like you too much."

Billy can only look at him, at his rumpled hair in the dim room, and think, it'd hurt less than leaving you.

But he can’t completely bring himself to say it. Not now, not when he feels like he could shatter from another soft word.

He’d planned to leave in the morning but he falls asleep under Steve’s soothing touch and wakes up in Steve's arms and in the morning light. And it all seems even stupider than ever.

Steve wakes a few moments after Billy sits up and tries to take a few deep breaths to calm himself, and swipe at the tears that have escaped down his cheeks.

Steve reaches a hand out and brushes Billy’s side, “You slept ov-”

“I’m leaving.”

“Well, it’s kind of early, but yeah, you don’t have to stay,” Steve pulls back and runs a hand through his hair.

“No. I’m leaving Hawkins.”

Steve inhales, "You're leaving?"

"Shit, Steve, I don't know anymore--"

"For how long? Where? When?"

Billy cries harder, burning his face in his hands and trying to stifle the noises.

Steve just frowns, "Damn. And I was going to ask you to go to California with me."

Billy freezes, but tears keep rolling down his face.

"I was thinking in the fall," Steve shrugs, "When it starts to get cold. A-as friends... or... I dunno... anyway, you know all the spots to go."

Billy exhales shakily, and turns to look at him. Steve’s so… everything. So plain yet overwhelming, curled up in his navy sheets with his morning breath.

"Friends. Yeah, alright.”

But it's dripping with sarcasm and they both damn well know it, and it's quiet for a while. They're still sticky with sweat but Billy's still there, he hasn't left yet, and he asks, "Would you really come with me?"

Steve reaches out, tentatively, and pulls Billy back into the bed, back against Steve’s chest.

And Billy has to whisper, "It has to be now. Today. My Dad's gone."

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The next time Billy cries is when Steve lays him down in the motel bed in Nebraska.

Billy thinks he's being selfish about the whole thing because he wants– needs– Steve so fucking badly. And yeah, maybe it's the most insane and reckless thing Steve has done in his goddamn life, but he needs Billy too. So, Nebraska for a night. Then Nevada, and that's when Steve cries.

Billy stops riding him, shaking hands digging into Steve’s face, "Is it home? Do you want to go back? I wouldn't have–"

Steve just swipes at his face and lays a hand over Billy’s, "Nah. I just realized I'm in love with you. It's cool."

Billy just looks down at him for a moment, bleary because he's starting to cry too, and everything's slowing down. Steve is fucking beautiful inside and out, and Steve is in love with him, and Steve is at a motel with him in Reno-fucking-Nevada because he wanted to go with him. So he leans over and kisses the fuck out of Steve, and they're both crying. Billy starts riding him again all slow and overwhelmed but it's the best night either of them have ever had.

Billy doesn't think too much about saying it back because he's not the best with words like that, but by then he bets that Steve likes to hear those things out loud. So when they're worn out and snuggling up for the night, he gets real close to Steve's ear and whispers, "You know I'm in love with you too." 

Steve nods. "Yeah, man. You ran away with me. You love me so bad"

Billy snorts, hiding his face in Steve's neck, "Shut the fuck up"

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When Billy sees the ocean again, he doesn’t cry. He just looks, hand folded into Steve’s. He doesn’t cry when the sun sets, and they sit on the beach until it turns cold.

But that night, when Steve pressed him against the door to their little cheap motel room, and kisses down his throat, he chokes on a sob.

“We did it,” Steve murmurs against Billy’s clavicle. “We did it.”

Billy grips Steve’s shoulder, plying his fingers through the hair at the nape of Steve’s neck.

“You’re free, Billy,” Steve whispers, “It’s okay.”

Billy can’t help it. Same as loving Steve, he can’t stop himself from crying. It’s automatic.

[lucihatesgoats]

Billy would grab Steve by his jaw and ask, “who’s a pretty boy?” and wouldn’t thrust until Steve answered.

[iridescentmemoria]

Is the harringrove ship community still alive? I wanna sneak in the back door and enjoy the party with y'all.

[midnightmare-fics]

Shower Antics

Ship: Harringrove (Steve Harrington/Billy Hargrove)

Rating: Explicit

Word Count: 7,054

Warnings: top billy, bottom steve, smut, pwp (we're starting to add plot), first time blow jobs, almost caught, anal, billy is a tease and a shit, steve is already whipped and in love with that dick, billy is also kinda sweet, dirty talk, name-calling, a new type of relationship

Summary:

It's been a long week.

Billy's been nothing short of a total dick, ignoring him or picking on him - just generally acting like nothing happened between them. He hasn't shown up, hasn't cornered him, hasn't given him an ounce of pleasure after leaving him literally aching for his cock. Steve's pissed now, aching from a weekend of empty, half-assed orgasms that just aren't satisfying.

And then... Everything flips on its head again.

~ Sequel to Locker Room Antics - Now A Series! ~

Bingo: @harringroveson-bingo

Card Three, Prompt C2 - Shower Sex

Link:

[hellfireclub84]

Steve: how do I tell mike I want to hit him with a chair?

Billy: don’t tell him, just do it

[the-closested-bisexual-himbo]

Y’all are too kind in this fandom. Original drops were trash. I edited it, grammar was atrocious. Thank you for the early love though through my icky era (spoiler alert still suck, actually), it fueled me for some great stuff! And more to come.

Also if y’all are interested I have a pretty wild fic for The Secret History ship Henry/Richard that’s... um, got some vibes y'all might dig. Also read the tags pls! Don’t wanna trigger anyone.

I am gonna try to get back to this fandom and finish some of the stuff I have in drafts. They’re just less developed than others were so they took back burner. Sorry I miss this fandom tho and the chaotic energy. Really been on my “like minds/murderous intent” level chaotic queer energy these days. I got it bad folks

(i really can't wait to write the angst fics i got as well as the more smutty ideas. that shower scene idea i had and more sub Steve ones with worship kinks cause they're wild and i love that)

[silverwingxox]

born to marry him, forced to read fanfics about him

[dreaminginpencil]

🎶 says he can't believe he found me, wraps his arms around me

[boltedfruit]

Harringrove commission!

[shoot1ngst4r]

going out of your way to search up [insert character] ANGST and all you get is smut

[actually-mentally-ill]

finding out making up whole detailed scenarios with fictional characters in your head is a “sign of mental illness”

[lillyrob]

Actual footage of me patently waiting for my favorite author to upload😫😫😫

[iridescentmemoria]